C14 The Trial Began
C14 The Trial Began
Wind Controlling Spell: Makes the person as light as a swallow. If a person touched the ground with the tip of their feet, they could easily run a few meters away without any effort.
"Host, congratulations on discovering the Wind Controlling Spell. Comprehending the Wind Controlling Spell requires 30 points of origin power. Do you want to comprehend it?"
"Congratulations to Host for learning the Wind Controlling Spell!
"Congratulations to Host for discovering the Wind Controlling Spell (entry-level). Upgrading it requires 40 points of origin power. Do you wish to upgrade it?"
"Congratulations, Host. The Wind Controlling Spell realm has been upgraded to the Initial success!"
"Congratulations, Host, for discovering the Wind Controlling Spell (Initial success). Upgrading it requires 50 source energy. Do you wish to upgrade it?"
"Congratulations, Host. The Wind Controlling Spell realm has been upgraded to the Great Completion!"
"Congratulations, you have discovered the Wind Controlling Spell (Great Completion). Upgrading it requires 80 source energy. Do you wish to upgrade it?"
"Congratulations, Host. The Wind Controlling Spell realm has been upgraded to the Perfection!"
Yang Ying then looked at his system interface.
Name: Yang Ying
Identity: A disciple of the Green Cloud Sect's Outer Sect
Grade: Red Level
Realm: Qi Refinement Tenth Level Perfection
Technique: Profound Essence Spell (Perfection), Basic Sword Arts (Perfection), Soaring Movement Arts (Perfection), Gale Fast Sword (Perfection), Gale Fast Sword (Perfection), Green Cloud Sword Arts (Perfection), Thunder Collapsing Sword Arts (Perfection), Wind Controlling Spell (Perfection)
Origin Strength: 600
Required Origin Strength for Host's next upgrade: 600 / 2000
"Let's do it for now. I'll find out more later to make up for the deficiencies! If I obtain a high level cultivation method in the Trial Assembly, I need to save some source energy for cultivation. " Yang Ying thought about it and headed towards the old land by the cliff.
He arrived at the old land by the cliff and earnestly practiced the three newly learned cultivation methods. He also practiced the coordination between the movement technique and the sword technique.
After a month and a half of confirmation, he understood that if he used the Origin Strength to level up, he would directly rise to the peak of the next level.
And if he used the Origin Strength to level up his cultivation technique, he would also directly reach the peak of the next level's cultivation technique.
Yang Ying thought that his strength was already at the peak of Qi Refinement Tenth Level Perfection. Sensing the power of these few Perfection Stage cultivation techniques, he was filled with confidence in tomorrow's Trial Assembly.
The next morning, Yang Ying practiced his sword at the old place by the cliff as usual. When he returned, he found that Wang Mingxuan was already waiting for him at the entrance of his dormitory.
The two of them came to Martial Arts Practice Field together and saw that there were 20 fighting stages scattered across the Martial Arts Practice Field.
At eight o'clock in the morning, outer court Chancellor Dean Wang, Deacon Lee, and the others arrived at the Martial Arts Practice Field.
First, Deacon Lee walked onto the platform and announced the rules of the Trial Assembly. Any disciple of the Outer Sect who had registered could participate in this Trial Assembly.
All the disciples were randomly assigned to different arenas. They would compete for the top two spots in the arenas. These forty disciples would fight in pairs for the elimination rounds, and the remaining five disciples would participate in the top five matches.
In the top five matches, each person would fight with the other four people, and the top three would be decided based on the number of wins.
Deacon Lee then read out the names of the participants in the arenas in order, and said that if there were people who didn't know the rules, they could go to the bulletin board under the main platform to take a look.
Dean Wang walked onto the platform and announced the rewards for this Trial Assembly. The rewards that were announced were the same as what Wang Mingxuan had told Yang Ying. Finally, Dean Wang announced the official start of this Trial Assembly.
Yang Ying was assigned to the eighth ring. There was already a Deacon standing on the ring as the judge.
In order to hold the Trial Assembly of the Outer Sect, every organization of the inner sect sent out a portion of Deacon and the disciples of the inner sect to be the judges of each arena.
On this arena was the 18th ranked Wei Xiujie on the ranking list given by Wang Mingxuan.
The first match was Wei Xiujie's match. With a flash, he stood on the arena and said to the people below, "Who is my opponent in this match? My opponent, show yourself!"
A disciple ran up from the side. He bowed to Wei Xiujie and said, "Senior Brother Wei, my name is Jin Hongjun, please take care of me!"
After Wei Xiujie returned the bow, he slowly pulled out his sword and said, "Junior Brother Jin, I practice fast swords. The sword is as fast as the wind. Please be careful!"
After Jin Hongjun pulled out his sword, he was ready.
A gust of wind blew and Wei Xiujie disappeared. Everyone saw Jin Hongjun's sword had fallen to the ground.
Wei Xiujie turned around and walked down the arena.
Yang Ying couldn't help but reveal an interested expression. He had clearly seen everything that had happened just now.
When Jin Hongjun started to move forward, Wei Xiujie started to move. He flew past like a gust of wind.
When Wei Xiujie was almost in front of Jin Hongjun, he raised his sword to Jin Hongjun's right arm and Jin Hongjun's sword fell on the ring.
After a moment of silence, there was a burst of applause below the ring.
"Wind Sword technique! This is Senior Brother Wei's famous sword technique!"
"Senior Brother Wei's Wind Sword technique has reached the Great Completion!"
"Senior Brother Wei is too strong! I didn't even see his movements clearly!"
"That's right! He's too fast! I can't even see his movements clearly!"
"A Great Completion sword technique is too powerful!"
The audience below the arena was very excited.
Yang Ying listened to the discussions around him. He couldn't help but think of the introduction on the ranking list. "Wei Xiujie, ninth Level Qi Refinement, famous ultimate skill: Wind Sword technique, Great Completion."
"Senior Brother Wei has the Wind Sword technique, and I have the Gale Sword Arts. I really want to compete with him! I want to know if my Gale Sword Arts is faster or Senior Brother Wei's Wind Sword technique is faster."
Thinking of this, a warm feeling surged in Yang Ying's heart. He wished he could immediately have a match with Wei Xiujie.
The following matches did not have any highlights.
Soon, it was Yang Ying's turn to compete. Yang Ying carried the Buzheng sword and walked onto the arena.
A young man walked up from the opposite side of the arena. That young man was holding an Outer Sect disciple's standard magic sword in his hand.
He bowed towards Yang Ying and said, "My name is Chang Yongwen!"
Yang Ying also bowed and said, "My name is Yang Ying!"
After saying that, Chang Yongwen drew his sword out of the sheath, and Yang Ying also slowly pulled out the Sword Buzheng.
Chang Yongwen suddenly took a step forward, and his long sword slashed towards Yang Ying's face.
Yang Ying used the ride the wind and break the waves skill in the Gale Sword Arts, and his body flashed to Chang Yongwen's side.
Before Chang Yongwen's sword could reach Yang Ying, Yang Ying's sword had already hit the back of Chang Yongwen's right hand. Chang Yongwen felt pain, and his sword fell to the ground.
In order to prevent Chang Yongwen's injury from being too serious, Yang Ying used the side of the sword to hit him. Yang Ying cupped his hands.
Seeing Yang Ying win so easily, Chang Yongwen understood that he was not a match for Yang Ying. Chang Yongwen picked up the long sword from the ground, lowered his head, and slowly walked down the arena.
Wang Mingxuan saw that Yang Ying only used one move to defeat his opponent. He was very happy under the ring, as if he had won the match.